For as long as you have known Chris, meeting when he first moved to LA, he had never had a driver's license. Whenever you would hang out with him, his brother, Matt, would be the one dropping him off or you would be the one picking him up.

That's why you were so surprised when he made a post to his Instagram, a picture of his driver's license clear as day.

You called him rather quickly, your first question being why he didn't say anything, if you could see his car, then it spiraled into him driving to your house for you guys to BOA Steakhouse.

So once your 'friend', while there was definitely some unspoken tension there, pulled into your driveway, you couldn't help but feel all giddy as you locked your door before scurrying over to his car.

He smirked at her from the driver's seat, music playing in the background as he rolled down his window "Hey, Baby, hop in," He's smiling. The second she gets into the car, he pulls her in for the usual peck that means 'hello'. Once she is buckled up, his hand is on her thigh, not doing anything but sitting there with a taunting look.